Short Busy As A Bee Poems
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Oh to live life busy as a bee
Admiring flowers making honey
Then the fly comes along
Says the bee got it wrong
A pile of poop is the place to be
How dare that flu bug touch me!
Doesn't it know I'm as busy as a bee?
I don't have time to be sick,
I must be up quick.
What do you mean, it's not up to me?
12/29/11 For Gwendolyn's "The Sneezing Limerick" contest.
I am waiting for you like a man for his mail,
I am thinking of you like love for her lover -
You're as busy as a bee, but you would never fail
To realize that this relation's not over
And our love; thousands of flowers will cover.
Looking through,--worried man I see
With a mouth busy as a bee
Commune with astral world it looks,
Mixture of lust and fear ,he cooks
With hopelessness written on his face, Is this me?.
Olusegun Arowolo Date:9-4-2014
Contest:"Reflections of a Florette" sponsored by Nette Onclaud
I don’t want to be busy as a bee
I want to enjoy and take it easy
I won’t work hard to get rich
I fly in dream like a witch
And go to places where no one can go
And see many things that no one can show
My mind is rich in everyway
If I remain poor it’s okay
I play with the words like Pele
To bring poetry’s golden day
As blind as a bat,
as brave as a lion,
and stupid as a goat.
As busy as a bee,
as fat as a pig,
and happy as a king.
As strong as a lion,
as heavy as a load,
and rude as fool.
As black as coal,
as cold as ice,
and white as snow.
As hot as fire,
as green as grass,
and sweetly as juice.
All in all,
makes one thing,
common in life.
Keep them busy, busy, busy
busy as a bee!
Let them train a dog
Rent him out to the neighbors-hard labor
Sports-any kind with lots of running/sweating
challenge them to write poetry, paint a picture or a barn.
Muriels, graffiti what ever their flavor-within reason
Encourage them to help other children that are less fortunate
Let me know, what you think!
Will it work?
Broken souls
To parting souls
Hide in a deep blackened hole
Sold your soul to the devil years ago
Can't move with the flow
Throw in the towl
While having a conversation with a wise owl
Fowl breath
Will be the death of me
Minds racing
Busy as a bee
Will your next life be stuck as a tree?
Than you'll finally be free
And see the light
Under the floor
While walking through a frame less door
Life’s Four Seasons
Miracle Man
6/21/2022
Spring time of life was a time to grow,
during teenage years time moved too slow.
Summer time found me nearing twenty-five,
and as busy as a bee swarm in a hive.
Autumn came at fifty and leaves turned gold,
I began harvesting thoughts about growing old.
Winter is now here and days seem extended,
I’m now eighty-three and another season ended.
In tulips live I,
A little tulip man;
Opening
A cup of stars at dawn,
Drawing
down the sun at dusk;
In tulips live I,
A little tulip man;
Immortal as a drunken butterfly,
On nectar and dew befuddled;
In tulips live I, A little tulip man;
Indelible and senseless
Un-busy as a bee full Of honey.
Maniacal and magisterial
Elemental and eleemosynary
Lyrical and lascivious
A little tulip man
am I.
Published Suite101- 203
An Candid Answer To the Boss
By Elton Camp
The boss saw Roscoe daydreaming
So stopped at his desk, screaming
“To do work you have been hired.
Lazy loafers are likely to be fired!”
“What excuse can you possibly give
So you neglect of duty I can forgive?”
Not any lying word did Roscoe try
“I didn’t notice you coming is why.”
“If your approach I did see,
I’d have been busy as a bee.”
The boss showed a scowl, then a grin
“For such honesty, you are my friend.”
Calm down you flitting butterflies it's going to be okay
We both still have some things to do to make it through this day
I know, I know tonight will bring a princess in our midst
But try to let me concentrate or something will get missed
I'm working hard to take my mind off whom we will descry
And keeping busy as a bee to make the time pass by
Oh Father Time, would just this once in haste be you to go?
Please double up your metronome, the tempo is too slow
Thoughts rush in; words rush out
Really know what it's all about
Stop that rushing; just stop it.
Don't throw that fit!
Take all the time you need to pray
The the Peace will reflect in what you say.
Manipulations and temptations flee
Don't be as busy as a bee
But breathe deeply, think creatively,
See the beauty somewhere intuitively,
Wait and then act purposefully.
Don't let the "negatives" bully.
Be sweet and never stop smiling
Blessings will start piling.